#)))

 
I know better  
than
to
 
write  
 
on
 
hash brownies, or do I?
 
I believe that  
a  
writer  
 
must be composed of nebulas/sorrows at the exterior of  
the interior  
 
in the shallow shadow of petal  
 
&
 
thorns, sustaining the mundane:
 
In need of surges and storms.  
 
(I am a proponent of creative devices...)